Silver grey with age and all the wiser
Holding every haunt and every minor
She stares, watching you
Phases as she pleases in the black
Wearing every wrinkle, every crack
She stares, watching you
Luna cannot keep her eyes to herself
Luna cannot keep her eyes to herself
Im baffled by a miracle and spin your own planet
You seek a perfect fortune so in ten years you can blame it
Youve mastered arithmetic but cannot speak your own language
When you do its trivial to the victims of the damage
Luna cannot keep her words to herself
Luna cannot keep her words to herself
Mother Nature of the night